Mr.Feng is too domineering: Fresh wife is obediently spoiled

The dark night is like ink and the fire is shining into the sky.

Dong!

Suddenly, a head rolled down to the little girl. At the same time, a pair of dark green military boots appeared in front of her. She stared at the handsome young man in front of her. He was the leader of those people. They slaughtered and set fire to the whole village

"Little uncle, don't kill me, will you?"

Feng Jue squatted down slowly and stared at the little girl's strange red eyes in silence. There is an inexplicable cold in the air.

Xiao Qin Qian's body curled up into a ball.

"Give me a reason not to kill."

"Shallow will never do bad things, never kill..."

"I can't kill you. But you should remember what you said today. If you disobey, your end will be worse than every corpse here."

"Shallow, remember." Xiao Qin nodded, his chubby little palm subconsciously clutching the Duke's sleeve.

The lieutenant was shocked, and his tone was mixed with a trace of murderous spirit: "general, the people in Qin fishing village are monsters, so you can't stay!"

There was no change in the face of being knighted. He said carelessly, "what are you worried about? There will be no accident if I press it. As for the governor's question, he said that all the people in Qinyu village have been killed."

"This..." the lieutenant was still hesitating.

Fengjue turned around impatiently, picked up the little girl with one hand and jumped onto a nearby SUV.

Fifteen years later. Blue city.

Today is Qin Qian's 18th birthday. In the past, the timid little jiao'e not only came out beautiful and moving, but also became the trump Princess of the nightclub!

Dressed in a black suspender skirt, swaying her graceful waist, she stood on the bar stage and danced a hot pole dance!

The delicate oval face powder is tender, and the proud peaks are half hidden under the chiffon transparent skirt. A pair of thin and long beautiful legs are exposed under the split design skirt. The white, tender and tender skin is so good that it can be broken. Shaking the electric buttocks leads to the blood of the men under the stage.

"Qin Qian! Qin Qian!" Men are all crazy!

"Little birthday, don't you dare to have something more exciting!" Good friend Ye shouted.

Qin Qian asked, "what else do you want to stimulate?"

"For example, find a handsome man to pick his clothes and kiss him!"

"OK." Qin Qian readily agreed.

"I heard that several rich gentlemen came to box 909 upstairs. Shallow, go and pick up one of their clothes. If you succeed, this tailor-made lipstick will be yours!" The leaves shook the bright red Dior lipstick in their hands.

Qin Qian's eyes lit up and robbed him: "if you don't tell me the good thing is hidden, don't you just pick up a childe's clothes? See if I don't lie on the bed. Wait here for my good news!"

Qin Qian's momentum was like a rainbow. He went directly to box 909, opened the door, lazily lifted his black big wave curly hair, and walked in. He saw one of his good-looking little brothers and sat directly on his lap.

"Brother, do you strip?"

"Cough..." the man who was molested almost spewed out a mouthful of wine. Then he looked at the girl wearing a layer of tulle on his thigh. Instead of answering her, he said in a strange way: "general Feng, isn't this the little girl you raised? She's very hot."

General Feng?

Qin Qian's body suddenly stiffened, and he noticed that there was a fierce line of sight sweeping towards her.

Qin Qian immediately felt his scalp numb, and the smile hanging on her face stiffened for a moment: "that... That what... Entered the wrong box!"